Su Ling and Lin Feng have been married for three years and basically do not interfere with each other's social life.

Su Ling's social life is very simple. Apart from Lin Zhou, he occasionally hangs out with his senior brothers, visits his teacher, or participates in Chinese painting seminars. He likes to go to auctions to buy paintings that interest him, and communicate with respected senior masters to learn more exquisite painting techniques and valuable experience.

Lin Feng was different.

As the president of the Lin Group, he frequently attends business events and banquets, interacting with prominent families. Meanwhile, celebrities seeking to curry favor with the rich and powerful try every possible means to infiltrate the upper echelons of society, soliciting investment and seeking partnerships, while secretly conducting undisclosed transactions with the glamorous young men of wealthy families.

Lin Feng's college classmate Hu Xingning is a seasoned playboy. Every once in a while, he's always around someone new, including celebrities and young models. When he likes someone, he praises them to the sky, but when he doesn't, he discards them like trash. Even if the person who was dumped has complaints, they dare not speak out. After all, he's rich and powerful.

Hu Xingning and Lin Yun had been dating for a while, but it is unknown whether they are still in contact. He did introduce Lin Yun to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was well-known in the circle for his self-discipline and was dismissive of those who threw themselves at him. Lin Yun was Hu Xingning's male companion at the time, and Lin Feng had no interest in him, so naturally he would not remember this little guy.

He said he didn't know her, and he really didn't know her.

Su Ling did not comment on Lin Feng's explanation. He believed that Lin Feng had nothing to do with Lin Yun, but that did not stop him from being jealous.

It is not a pleasant thing to have your husband coveted by others.

Millet was still drying on the basketball court. When the sun went down, it was time to harvest the millet. Su Ling instructed Lin Feng to do the work, while he carried two large bags into the yard.

Lin Feng looked at the piles of millet drying in the sun on the basketball court, frowned, and rolled up his sleeves silently.

Su Ling returned to the house and took the things he had bought out of the bag. He put the food in the refrigerator and the daily necessities in the storage cabinet, and would take them out when needed. As for the twenty boxes of condoms bought by Lin Feng, he resisted the urge to throw them into the trash can and put them in the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom.

After cleaning up, he played with his two little pets in the living room, paying attention to the movements outside the yard from time to time. When he heard the sound of a wooden spiked palladium pushing a cat, he pursed his lips. When it was almost dark, he put down the cat toy, picked up another wooden spiked palladium, and hurried out of the yard.

Then--

He leaned against the gate of the yard, his arms folded, watching three or four villagers, under the command of Lin Feng, busily collecting the mountain of millet into baskets, stacking them in the corner of the basketball court, covering them with plastic rainproof sheets, and tying them tightly.

After finishing the work, the villagers spontaneously lined up in front of Lin Feng, took out their mobile phones, opened the payment QR code, and Lin Feng quickly scanned the code for them to pay one by one.

Su Ling: ...

After paying, Lin Feng turned around and looked at the young man standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Is this considered being lazy?" Su Ling asked.

Lin Feng walked over, put his arm around his waist, and kissed his forehead. "You didn't stipulate that we can't hire people."

Su Ling tilted his head and blinked.

One acre of rice field can't make much money in total. Hiring people to work accounts for half of the cost. If he wants to make a fortune by farming, he doesn't know when it will happen.

"Quibbling!" Su Ling pulled him back to the yard.

Lin Feng followed him obediently, with a subtle smile on his lips.

For dinner, Su Ling cooked millet porridge, and the side dishes were fried peanuts, cold beef, boiled shrimp and fried small yellow croaker.

After Lion finished eating the cat food, he smelled the aroma of fish, jumped onto the stool greedily, stretched his body, put his front legs on the table, and stared at the small yellow croaker on the plate.

"Meow~~Meow~~" it called in a flattering manner.

Su Ling chased it away: "No, you can't eat this."

"Meow~" Lion continued to act coquettishly without giving up.

Lin Feng frowned, picked up a small yellow croaker and wanted to throw it to him, but Su Ling stopped him by grabbing it with chopsticks.

"Kittens can't eat salt and fried food."

"Huh?" Lin Feng knew nothing about the diet of small animals.

Su Ling picked up the small yellow croaker, tore off a little bit of meat and handed it to Lion. Lion opened his mouth, took it in, and began to eat happily. After finishing the meal, he was still not satisfied and continued to "meow" and act coquettishly.

"That's all!" Su Ling spread his hands, "You can go down now."

No matter how cute the tabby cat tried to act, Su Ling was no longer soft-hearted. The tabby cat jumped off the stool in disappointment, returned to the ground, and ran to the hall.

Lin Feng held the spoon and looked at the little thing's back.

Su Ling asked: "Sympathize with it?"

Lin Feng didn't answer, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef.

After finishing the last mouthful of porridge, Su Ling wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully and said, "Play with it for a while."

The beef fell back onto the plate.

After dinner, Su Ling cleared the dishes. Lin Feng was lingering in the living room, holding a cat toy in his hand. He squatted in front of the tabby cat with an expressionless face, waving it occasionally.

The tabby cat glanced at him, turned its head away without interest, and faced him with its butt.

It is a cat with integrity and is absolutely loyal to its owner.

A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He moved a little closer to it and touched its butt with the feather on the front of the cat toy.

The tabby cat turned around and jumped, pressed the cat toy with one paw, and glared at him domineeringly.

A blue vein popped out on Lin Feng's forehead.

"Woof woof~" King ran over with a ball in his mouth, put the ball in front of Lin Baomeng, and wagged his tail.

Come on! Come on!

The fluffy dog's body rubbed against Lin Feng's ankle, and Lin Feng froze in place, unable to move.

"Woof woof?" The local dog looked at the big guy in confusion, picked up the ball and threw it at his feet, then continued to rub it with its body. Lin Feng suddenly dropped the cat toy and got goose bumps all over his body.

After washing the dishes, Su Ling came to the living room and saw his man sitting on the carpet like a mummy. King was wagging his tail and throwing himself into his arms enthusiastically, while Lion was squatting on the coffee table, staring at him coldly.

"Ling Bao..." Seeing Su Ling, Lin Feng seemed to have found his savior and let out a weak cry for help.

Su Ling suppressed his laughter, walked over to pick up the ball on the ground and threw it out of the house. King rushed out like an arrow, looking for the ball happily.

The crisis was resolved and Lin Feng relaxed.

Su Ling reached out and pulled him up. Seeing the sweat on his forehead, he asked softly, "Don't you like small animals?"

"No." Lin Feng said awkwardly.

"I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat." Su Ling pointed out mercilessly.

Lin Feng suddenly hugged him, buried his face in his neck, and whispered in his ear in a low voice.

“I had a Pinscher when I was little.”

"Um?"

"Then he died."

"How did he die?" Su Ling hugged him back, stroking his back soothingly.

"I was skinned, gutted, and my intestines were pulled out. I was hung on the swing where I often played, and blood was all over the floor." Lin Feng described the cruel scene in a calm tone.

Su Ling was stunned for a moment, then hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

How old was Lin Feng at that time? How much psychological trauma did he suffer after seeing such a horrific scene?

"It's okay, it's been a long time." Lin Feng said.

However, Su Ling knew that although it had happened a long time ago, it still had an impact until now.

"Who would be so cruel as to kill a puppy?" he asked, frowning. With Lin Feng's status and position, how could someone dare to attack his pet? Furthermore, they deliberately hung it on the swing that Lin Feng often played on, clearly intending to scare and intimidate him.

"The surveillance was broken and the murderer was not found." Lin Feng said with his eyes lowered.

The author has something to say: Ah, I can’t code anymore today, so I’ll just write this much for now, 5555~